I took the opportunity to explore corners of our town not yet discovered. I wandered down residential side streets and admired colorful landscaping and porch swings. I passed an independent children's book shop and an ice cream parlor. I warmed up with a cup of soup and a lemon bar in a tiny café around the corner from our apartment.
When I returned home again, I changed into my favorite old faded college t-shirt and coziest sweats before settling into the couch waiting for my cup of tea to steep. The rain continued to fall into the evening and all I kept thinking is how it felt exactly like a Sunday ought to feel.
[Photos represent small pleasure-filled things; a brand new tube of toothpaste, homefries hand-fried by a sweet husband, pink flowers on a gray day, DVR catch-up, and the time to sit and read a new magazine cover to cover].